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At the ripe age of almost too young to remember,
 I was baptized in the regret of befriending these insipid ferals
 That watched me ache when I was prodded with sticks
 Remember the pop of the cork and
 The one in the bat that hit my forehead
 Split open,
 Like the letter you left
 On my mothers doorstep
 Showing everyone's a T H R E A T
 They want me dead:
 They'll kill me with loneliness
 But I was born and bred by the fog to fight back
 Tooth & Nail motherfucker I'm never going back
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 It was always the plan to end it all at 23 -
 I might still be going out but not for nothing
 A statement, to prove to all of you I was meant to be a god
 Even if divided by my muse mental illness and addictions...
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 Even if divided by the fact I never fit in
 I don't want to anymore youwastedpieceofshit
 I don't respect delusion -
 MANIPULATION INDUCED CONFUSION
 I'm sick of all of you
 Never fit in youdidn'tfuckingwantmeto
 It's for the best - don't want to be like the rest
 Complacent and weak wherever they lay their heads
 So fuck:
 THE WAY I FEEL
 Count your sheep
 Count your dead
 Count the bottles in cradles and mothers who swallow dirt instead
 Count your sheep
 Count your dead
 Count your blessings 'cause when my
 Time comes they'll all know what you did
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 Make it stop:
 You can't make me
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 Things would make more sense
 With a fucking hole in my head
 I was born and bred
 I was born...